Abraham Lincoln Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGG BBGGEEHIAA JJKLMMNNOO KLPPQQ RRSSPPMMTT| No martyr blood hath ever flowed in vain | A |
| No patriot bled that proved not freedom's gain | A |
| Those tones which despots heard with fear and dread | B |
| From living lips ring sterner from the dead | B |
| And he who dies lives oft more truly so | C |
| Than had he never felt the untimely blow | C |
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| And so with him thus in an instant hurled | D |
| From earthly hopes and converse with the world | D |
| Each trickling blood drop shall with sudden power | E |
| Achieve the work of years in one short hour | E |
| And his faint death sigh more strong arms unite | F |
| In stern defence of Freedom and of Right | F |
| Than all he could have said by word or pen | G |
| In a whole life of threescore years and ten | G |
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| Dead fell assassin did you think him dead | B |
| When with unmurmuring lips he bowed his head | B |
| While round him bent pale stricken hearted men | G |
| Never more grandly did he live than then | G |
| Never that voice had such unmeasured power | E |
| To fire men's souls as in that solemn hour | E |
| When on a startled world's affrighted ear | H |
| E'er so with tyrants rang out wildly clear | I |
| And the red bolt that pierced his quiv'ring brain | A |
| Maddened a million hearts with burning pain | A |
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| Dead frenzied demon of the lash and whip | J |
| What time you let your dogs of ruin slip | J |
| At his unguarded throat with raurd'rous cry | K |
| And passion howl of rage and agony | L |
| Nay in that deathful hour from shore to shore | M |
| Men heard his voice who never heard before | M |
| And pale with horror by his bloody clay | N |
| Vowed from that hour his mandate to obey | N |
| Nor rest till all your fiends of Crime and Lust | O |
| 'Neath Freedom's heel lie weltering in the dust | O |
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| Dead dead Nay 'tis not thus that good men die | K |
| Tis thus they win fame's immortality | L |
| Thus does their every utt'rance grow sublime | P |
| A voice of power a watchword for all time | P |
| And the dead arm a mightier scepter sways | Q |
| Than his who living half a world obeys | Q |
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| Sleep uncorrupted Patriot faithful one | R |
| Friend of the friendless Freedom's martyred son | R |
| Henceforth no land shall call thee all its own | S |
| The World Humanity the bruised and lone | S |
| The oppressed and burdened ones of every clime | P |
| Shall claim thee theirs and bless thee thro' all time | P |
| And are and shall be free from shore to shore | M |
| Speed grandly on till serfdom is no more | M |
| And gentle brotherhood our sorrowing race | T |
| Link man to man in warm and true embrace | T |
Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)
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